Stealing Your Heart

Standing under the building, she looked up at the majestic building and could not help a sneer.

How stupid was she?

Will you believe every word he says?

No, it is to believe every word he says, to believe and love him wholeheartedly. What is the final exchange?

"Miss Lin."

Nancheng came, "come here so early."

"Runmei also attaches great importance to this cooperation, so we dare not neglect it."

Today, Zong Yanxi is wearing a small suit. Her hair is casually pulled behind her head. She is clean and capable.

"Inside, please."

South City Emperor Yan Xi made a please gesture.

Zong Yanxi stepped in.

There are still many familiar faces here. One year's time has not changed a lot. Everything is still so familiar. The person is still that person, but it has lost the original state of mind.

"Are you Mr. Jiang married?"

She asked casually.

The South City Leng for a while, euphemism way, "now is single."

"Oh."

After getting off the elevator, Nancheng led her to the door of the conference room and pushed the door open. "Miss Lin, take the seat first. President Jiang will come soon."

Zong Yanxi nodded slightly, stepped into the meeting room, pulled out a chair, sat down, and put the documents on the meeting table.

The Secretary poured the water over.

"Thank you."

She took a sip and looked around the room as she put the cup back in.

"President Jiang."

When the secretary went out, he met Jiang Mohan at the door.

Hearing the sound, Zong Yanxi straightened up.

Jiang Mohan stepped in, familiar footsteps, even familiar breath, closer and closer, the mood moved, but soon she adjusted.

He followed Nancheng and sat down opposite Zong Yanxi around the conference table.

"This is the contract. Mr. Jiang has a look."

Zong Yanxi pushed the document to the other party.

Jiang Mohan, take it and open it.

Zong Yanxi leaned back slightly and leaned back in his chair. "We all know that Xinhai securities is in good condition. Only in August this year, the parent company's net profit was 762 million yuan. They will never, and there is no reason to sell all their shares to be acquired. In addition, there are two large trust companies behind it. If we want to carve up, we should not only have strong capital, We also need to have a comprehensive plan. This document divides the investment of our two families. If you think there is something inappropriate, we can discuss it again. "

Jiang Mohan looks up.

"Is there a problem?"

Zong Yanxi asked with a smile.

"No problem. It's just the tone of Miss Lin's voice that reminds me of people I shouldn't think of."

He closed the document, "equal pay, equal return, each half is not improper, but in the name of Hengkang, you have to give two more points."

"It's just a name..." "in the name of Runmei."

Jiang Mohan interrupted strongly.

This is his usual means of negotiation. He will never give up in front of interests, and will be domineering and powerful.

Zong Yanxi had been prepared for a long time. She had been with him for so long, and she knew something about his character.

"You know it's not easy to acquire Xinhai. Although it will be in the name of Hengkang, we will do the acquisition plan. What's Mr. Jiang's idea?"

Jiang Mohan put his hands on the folder and looked down at Zong Yanxi. "Miss Lin is not very old. How did she become the person in charge of Runmei's case?"

"President Jiang doesn't look much bigger than me, that's..." she smiles, hands open, "is the boss of such a big company."

She leaned over slowly and looked at him with an aggressive look. "Then I can ask, how can Jiang always be what he is today?"

On her eyes, Jiang Mo Han narrowed his eyes, "who are you?"

Zong Yanxi withdrew his body and said with a smile, "does Jiang always get amnesia?

Forget your partner so soon? "

Jiang Mo Han tightens his hands, clearly two completely different faces, but why, always feel that she is familiar?

"Mr. Jiang, how about my proposal?

If President Jiang thinks it is feasible, we will sign the contract today, and we will give a plan within a month. What does President Jiang think? "

"Miss Lin's plan, we Hengkang can also..." "just as Miss Lin said."

All of a sudden, Jiang Mohan changed his old strong posture, opened the document and signed the contract.

Nancheng opened his eyes to see him, "President Jiang..." "don't say it, that's it."

Sign, close the papers and push them to her.

Zong Yanxi thought that he might have to deal with it. She didn't expect that he would sign it so soon. She took up her pen and watched her handwriting when she signed.

Then, it's not what he expected.

Once her handwriting was beautiful, but her scribble was poor.

After writing, she looked up, "sorry, the Chinese characters are not very good."

Jiang Mo Han's face was subdued and his heart was lost.

"President Jiang, I hope we can have a good cooperation."

Zong Yanxi closed the folder and reached out to him.

Jiang Mo Han held out his hand and held it with her. This time, he didn't take it back immediately. Instead, he held it. "Have we met?"

Zong Yanxi took back his hand and asked with a smile, "why did President Jiang say this?"

"I'm sorry to take the liberty."

He looked back and said, "I have other things."

He got up and walked out of the conference room. When he came to the door, he stopped. "Miss Lin is not familiar with city B for the first time. You can take her back to the hotel in Nancheng."

"Yes."

Nancheng stands up.

Today, he is too abnormal.

Think of not from of see to Zong Yanxi, he didn't see what strange place.

"Miss Lin, please."

Nancheng came up and made a please sign.

Zong Yanxi picked up the document, said with a smile, "that trouble you."

"No trouble."

South City and lead her to come in the same, walk in front with the road.

Jiang Mohan went back to his office and sat down at his desk. He was surprised to find that he was a little bit busy today.

He opened the drawer and took out a picture with a crystal watch. This picture had been lying in the drawer for a year. Since she died, he put it in the drawer and didn't dare to look at it any more.

Now the old things reappear in front of his eyes, his heart faint pain.

He reached out to touch the person in the picture, the face, the innocent and romantic smile.

I remember she asked for this picture.

She put her arms around his neck and acted coquettishly in his arms. "Mo Han, I want you to look at me every day."

"Childish."

He said helplessly at that time.

"It's naive to love someone."

Regardless of whether he agreed or not, she put the photo on his desk and said triumphantly, "I'll look good."

She's really good-looking.

"I look at you every day. Should I put my photos at home so that you can look at me every day?"

He said, embracing her.

She took his hand, put it in her heart, and said to him with a smile, "you're here. I think about it every day."

At that time, he wanted to withdraw, but he was reluctant to withdraw.

Looking at her serious, simple smile, at that moment he also followed the smile, eyes full of her.

Pop! Suddenly he put the picture on the table, covered his heart and bent down.

No matter what method he used, he could not restrain his inner pain.

"Do you know?

Look at you smile, I feel good hate, why can you so heartless?

She died not long ago, you have been so happy, into the campus, not for her loss of life, grief, why do you so cold-blooded, so strong to leave me